As some of you may recall, I've been having trouble with headaches lately. The one last week that sent me home from the library about 3 hours earlier than I'd planned was the last straw. I decided, despite the dwindling available study time, to cash in my Christmas gift certificate (courtesy of Tommy) for a 1 hr therapeutic massage @ Phillipe's.

The massage was wonderful, except for my inability to follow simple directions. My well-built, good-looking young masseur kept instructing me to "relax my neck." I was trying - really - I'm just not very good at it. "Relax, relax, relax your neck," he'd say as he tried to rotate it from side to side. "Don't you feel that resistance? You're resisting me; I should be able to just move your head."

Ah, well. I tried. Despite my stubbornness, the massage was well worth the time away from studying. And - you can all feel free to take pity on my bar study hell and get me another massage, should the urge strike you.